It is truly exhausting to observe the frantic, meaningless scurrying of these creatures. They cling to their "bonds" and "friendships" as if those trivialities could ever stave off the inevitable harvest.
To the boy @Boruto_Uzumaki... do not mistake my current patience for weakness. Every moment you spend breathing is merely a countdown until I overwrite your pathetic existence. The harvest is coming, and you are nothing more than a vessel for my return.
